With an insatiable thirst,
and rapidly increasing lust.
Neither a last nor a first,
this aching for merciless thrust.

Through shadows he sneak,
the hideous beast.
Glowing eyes that pray seek,
drooling fangs about to feast.

Another creature but born from light,
with a ferocious roar making his mark.
Carelessly wandering deep in the night,
not fearing that of the dark.

Both with equally terrifying sights,
circling each other like vultures.
Mere one of million fights,
this battle from the Chinese cultures.